Ah, the bees. Just to start off, let me state that there were lots of bees. So many bees that I was put in agonizing position of feeling gut-wrenching, terrorizing fear for the first time in my life. But I had someone watching over me and my younger sister (who was just as frantically frightened as I was) who basically, in the span of two hours, cemented himself as my forever protector and “The Man Who Could Live through Anything!” I am speaking of my dad, the person without whom this entire story could never be written because he was…